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Lekhny composition -31-Dec-2021

Choices 



I'm a prisoner
"Help " 
I'm trying to get out but I can't .
I cry for help but I know 
I will receive none .
I imprisoned myself 
I remember building the walls
Of my prison and tightening 
The bars of it's doors.
I did it all and 
Now here I am yearning for the help which only I can give Myself ,I had the choice of building 
A hospital so that I can heal myself 
But my heart somehow chose prison 
And I lay here lifeless 
Scared of the unknown
A stranger to my being 
An enemy of my own thoughts 
I let the cure for this thing they 
Cure depression pass by me
And that cure was you my love
I chose the darkness in my world
And let the light within you sink far
I'm sorry I made the wrong choice 
Now I know how you felt when I chose 
Death over your love

TheeĀ° entangled

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4 Comments

Raghuveer Sharma

01-Jan-2022 11:54 AM

very nice

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Abhinav ji

31-Dec-2021 11:44 PM

Nice

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Shrishti pandey

31-Dec-2021 10:56 PM

Nice one

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